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The Friar Epilogue

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Around nine, the skies finally grew dark. Sometimes, as they sailed down the coastline, Marci would spot a pale, feeble, pulse of lights from the buildings along the coast. She watched the loom of lights along the coast, dipping above and below the horizon and felt enchanted.
The night sky was fresh and starry. The wind held fresh. At midnight, when the boat was logging six and a half knots in a gentle sea. She remained on deck enjoying a juicy Mediterranean orange, before retiring to her berth.
The next day, the skipper and Marci chatted.
“So, will we be stopping first in Cadaqués?"
He grinned and said, “Yes. I've reserved a birth in the port, there,”
“I used to be fascinated with painters, so I hoped to spend, maybe a day there. They say Salvador Dali built his home there.”
“Yes. And it will give you a sense of the …show more content…

“What is it? You horny, baby?”
She laughed. “VERY! But that's not it. Do you read poetry?”
“Some.”
“I was thinking about a poem by Chaucer. It's called The Friar's Tale.”
He looked perplexed. “Okay.”
“I was thinking how much that poem tells about those people I told you about that murdered my husband.”
His ears perked up. “Why?”
“Because it talks about collusion and because there have been some more odd incidences.”
“Odd incidences?”
“Yes. I have a feeling sometimes that I'm being followed. And there is a side of me that believes this has something to do with Ava and Hooker.”
“Why don't you cancel the rest of your trip and come home, then? I don't like you so far away, where I can't help you.”
“I'll be okay. We are on our way to Valencia. I'll be fine.”
He said goodbye and hung up the phone. He was sure he was moving to Vegas, very soon! And he went to the library that day and looked up the poem by Chaucer. When he read the poem, he became frantic. He sensed she was realistic about her feelings. The situation gave Miguel and uneasy feeling. Was there something more she was not telling

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